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In Bed and Awake...

Purposively anticipating every moment that will unfold, I stay wide awake to catch the first glimpse of glory. Leaves fall killing all existing memories, but that does not matter much for I live to make new ones with you.

Forever chasing kismet ...

Friday, February 1, 2008

Nothing But Lies...

I was strucked by the moon...

Promises of lies struggling unto me...

Vague responces climbing to my ears...

The moon's light shining on my face...

I was blinded by my faith...

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